MercyTheKitty Rants











{Mon, Dec 2055, '10}   Open Mic Night

So sorry it took so long to get back online… I found myself a life! :0

So somewhere or another, I posted something once about a Spanish poetry competition I entered… Hmmm…

Well, ever since then, I’ve loved Spanish poetry. I mean, I’ve always loved Spanish and poetry, but never together…

I was recently inspired to write a poem in Spanish of my own, after spending quite a while reading the works of others. This, I preformed at Open Mic Night (last Friday), dedicated to the foreign language teachers (namely one, because the other had left by then).  It’s entitled “Por Qué Cerramos Nuestros Ojos,” or, “Why We Close Our Eyes.”

So Open Mic Night turned out to be a big hit. My friends and I managed to tape most of it, with many technical errors involved, and with any luck, I might have some videos up… Within the next few years…

Anyways, my poem:

Cuando cierras tus ojos 

El mundo es lo que tú deseas

Y no tienes que ver la verdad.

Cuando cierro mis ojos

Estoy feliz

Y finjo que todo se queda bien.

Cuando cerramos nuestros ojos

Nos encerramos

Para que nadie más puede entrar.

El mundo nunca ha sido gran.

No pretendemos que fue.

Imaginamos lo que podía ha ser

Y lo que nunca fue.

Cuando cerramos nuestros ojos

La vida real es demasiado para suportar a veces.

Cerramos nuestros ojos para escondernos

Y para pensar.

Deseamos creer lo que es falso

Y sólo por uno momento

Cuando cerramos nuestros ojos.

When you close your eyes 

The world is what you want it to be

And you don’t have to see the truth.

When I close my eyes

I am happy

And I pretend everything will stay fine.

When we close our eyes

We lock ourselves away

So no one else may come in.

The world has never been great.

We do not pretend it was.

We imagine what could have been

And what never was.

When we close our eyes

Real life is too much to bear sometimes.

We close our eyes to hide

And to think.

We want to believe what is fake

If only for a moment

When we close our eyes.

This was my second act, by the way. To start, Cali and I preformed a cover of Davedays’ parody of Feliz Navidad. Must have been interesting to see some kid sing about not knowing Spanish, then appear with original poetry in the language…

Again, very big hit.

Oh, and this year, j’ai français Un aussi, mais j’aime mieux l’espagnol. One of our first French assignments was to write an introduction of ourselves (in French, oui), so I wrote that I like Spanish, poetry, and Spanish poetry. Of course!

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{Mon, Jun 2820, '10}   Those Front-Step Days

Sorry for not posting in a lifetime! I’ll have to move on to a second generation of blog-readers.

When it’s nice out, like it is now (aaaah, summer), I like to play my guitar outside on the front steps of my house.

Here’s what you need to know: I have sporadic interest in my guitar. Every so often, my muses hit me and I go into a sudden flurry of song-writing, story-writing, drawing, whatever. When I get creative, I tend to play my guitar non-stop for hours at a time. Then, all my inspiration will leave and I wind up bored all day, wanting to do something creative, but not being able to. It’s like writer’s block.

When I first got my guitar, I went ballistic. I think my parents expected me to give it up because I tend to get into stuff, then quit. To their surprise, I did the opposite. My guitar and I were inseparable. Every time I picked it up, my mom would get really mad and tell me not to make noise.

So every time my muses leave, I sit around, having lost interest in my guitar. Then my muses come back, I make noise, my mom yells at me. It’s the great circle of life.

Because every time my muses come and it’s nice out, I an compelled to sit outside on the front steps and just play. Yeah…

I forgot where I was going with this. This post actually started as a draft I wrote in May…



{Thu, Apr 2924, '10}   The Secret Life of the American?

So, I realized that I haven’t posted on my blog FOREVER! I’m sorry. I logged onto WordPress just now and found out something important: All my comments are marked as spam and have to be approved to be visible. More apologies to the wonderful internet-users out there that have read my rants! To date, I haven’t had a single negative comment *knock on wood*, and I really appreciate being appreciated. 🙂 I’ve approved all the comments, and they’ve also brightened my day.

Anyways, this post is about the strange things that go on in the lives of other people, namely my camp counselors and teachers. Amazingly enough, teachers have lives outside of school! (I know, right?) With a bit of stalking, research, and friendship-forming, I have discovered this:

  1. The only counselor I’ve had for all eight years I spent at camp went on to be a Spanish teacher at the same high school he attended (at least, before it was reconstructed). He got out of college this year to immediately substitute for another teacher on maternity leave, and he was rehired for next school year, too. Too bad this school is the only high school in the town. Former campers now have to call him by his last name, INCLUDING ME. It’s extremely weird to know that one of my teachers knew me when I cried every two seconds, loved arts and crafts, and swam with a floatation device. On the other hand, it’s even STRANGER to know that I knew HIM when he was sweating over the SATS, wore low pants, and spiked his hair (I know, tragic!). Well, now that I think about it, he wore low pants last year…
  2. Another counselor, I’ve known for around three years. He, too, is now out of college and works in the town recreational center. I started talking to him once, when I was there.
  3. ANOTHER counselor, I’ve known for the same amount of time as the counselor from #1. She’s currently in college in-state, and did not return to camp last year. I saw her just yesterday when I was picking up some pictures from Walgreen’s. It was a little awkward, actually.
  4. I was picking up photos from Walgreen’s because I just finished an extra-curricular film photography course. I used the dark room, too. 🙂 Anyways, the teacher (who is also my homeroom teacher), shoots weddings for extra cash. I found that sort of interesting.
  5. My band teacher earns extra cash, too, by being in four regional (orchestral) bands. They preform professional gigs all around the state, and he gets paid per rehearsal, whether he participated or not (awesome, right?).
  6. I learned one of my former band teachers had a brain tumor a few years ago. A lot of students like to make fun of him because he’s bald. They don’t know that his baldness was caused by the tumor (not the treatment– the actual tumor). That’s gotta hurt.
  7. I had a camp counselor for one year, who used to always bring in his trumpet and play. He was a professional trumpeter, and we all loved his music. That summer, I was deciding what instrument I wanted to learn for band class, and trumpet was my first choice. I only remember talking to him once, because my friends goaded me to ask about trumpet-playing. A few years later, he went on to teach part-time at the same high school as the counselor from #1, but the job didn’t last. Last I heard, he’s out of work and looking for a job.
  8. Several of my counselors are now in college, and some are still in high school. I see the latter often.
  9. The English teachers at the high school are musical geniuses, and have their own band: Drummer, guitarists, bassists, singers, the whole lot. They preform for the school pretty often. I guess they must be pretty good, because every time i hear one of their songs, it’s stuck in y head for the next two weeks or so.
  10. And there’s a foreign language teacher who’s a professional singer outside of school. He goes to all sorts of events around the state to sing. I’ve seen his calender. He’s pretty booked.
  11. And yet another counselor is finishing his junior year in college, studying to become a teacher, just like the counselor from #1 (does everything go back to him?). He proposed to another counselor on the last day of camp two years ago, and she said yes. He never came back to camp last year, but we exchanged 100+ messages on facebook, in which I learned he had a fight with the other counselor, causing them to break up but stay friends.
  12. On the other hand, my guidance counselor and 5th grade art teacher are happily married to each other. It’s a little weird to see them together so much, like when they attend the school play or chaperon dances (yeah, it’s happened).
  13. My English teacher plays the guitar and ran an after school guitar jam last year. She’s not in the band, though.

At this point, I’m a bit tired of all this typing, so I think I’ll end here. I hope I haven’t boored you too much with my talking about people you probably don’t know.

And if it’s YOU I’m talking about, then I’m sorry, but at least it’s anonymous.

So, yeah. I learned that, for some strange reason, even the most lifeless people have almost-lives. It’s scary.



{Mon, Jan 2537, '10}   Update:

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Things that have happened today:

  • The ceiling is dripping water. Actually, there’s TWO leaks. The water is yellow…
  • Ray gave me my capo, but not today. It was about a week ago, but I LOVE it!
  • About that capo: It’s old and hard to get on. The sunburst on Cali’s neck got scratched up. 😦 And I keep forgetting to take it off when i put my guitar away. Isn’t that bad? Like, tension or whatever?…
  • I was talking to my friend about blood-sucking vampires. She thought I said “butt-sucking.”
  • I got a detention for talking. Funny thing is, two other people were goading me. THAT, and we weren’t doing anything in class, and the teacher hadn’t told us to be quiet.
  • My sister found a third leak. We’re out of basins to put underneath them…


{Mon, Jan 1124, '10}   Consider Yourself Updated

I just did something reeeeally stupid. Have fun guessing what it is!

THAT, and I wrote a new song. Whoo, four whole songs! Yeah!… No… That’s actually pretty sad, and it’s just a vocal part… I need to find more writing time… and recording time… and LIFE time…

Well, right about now, I’m working on an essay. I’ve been having a fit all over the internet, sooo…

Apparently, I did the essay wrong, so I had to redo it. I was almost done, too…

Uggggh, I’m so bored! I’ve been working on this stupid thing for HOURS! I’m ready to kill!

Aaaaaah!

And if anyone sees Ray, tell him he owes me a capo.



{Sat, Jan 905, '10}   Fireworks

I love the Earth. I love nature. I love the world. I love this planet. I love the environment.

I don’t love fireworks.

Every time I see a fireworks show, I cover my nose and mouth so I don’t inhale the smoke. I wish I could cover my eyes so I wouldn’t have to SEE it, too.

All that smoke in the air…

So, anyways…

In terms of eco-friendly, I did NOT enjoy my Disney trips.

Everywhere I went, I heard, “save the animals,” “save the air,” “save our planet,” “save the water.”

How is the air safe? Daily firework displays are not helping the air. Just ask the bits of charcoal and ash that rained down on my head. That flew into my sister’s eyes. That got black smudges on my dad’s pastel shirt.

So here I am, typing words onto the screen of the laptop on my lap. Protesting. Ranting. Expressing.



{Sat, Jan 911, '10}   Disney Vs. McDonalds

The title of this post is somewhat a parody of this post.

Forget McDonalds; Disney is making America fat!

Giant turkey legs? Ice cream cones four times the size of a regular cone? Huge slushies? Plate-sized cookies? Junk food paradise or just plain junk?

I hope I don’t get in trouble for this…

As much as I like junk food, I find the amount of it served at various Disney parks to be disgusting. Everywhere I looked, there was someone stuffing their face with cholesterol and sugar.

At this point, I’m ready to side against Supersize Me.

Pointless post, I guess, but I like my opinion to be out there, so…



{Sat, Jan 931, '10}   Vacay Tweets

Here’s a quick post:

The entire time I was on vacation, I did not have internet access, so I was unable to tweet. Unlike the rest of the world, I do not have a working cell phone or a blackberry or an iTouch or a laptop. (Well, I have a NON-working phone and a suckish laptop…) I don’t know about anyone else, but whenever I do anything, I think up tweets… which doesn’t help unless I have internet access…

So, anyways, here are some thing I might have tweeted if I had the chance:

  • A little boy farted on me and a little girl wiped her hands on me. Fun fun.
  • The fireworks are so close… there’s ash raining down on my head…
  • Just recorded an entire parade. My arm hurts… 😦
  • Ewww, the water tastes like dentists’ water+lime+sulfur…
  • Uggh, I never thought I’d say this, but I’m sick of sweets…
  • I hate motels…
  • I went on a safari. Right as it started, my camera died. Nice…
  • Pirate mime!
  • I got a new shark-tooth necklace and a guitar tee! Whoo!
  • Soaking wet! OMG!

And, like, a HECK of a lot of others.

By the way, I’m a little ticked off because I lost quite a few followers during that two weeks, but I guess that’s to be expected.



{Thu, Jan 757, '10}   Davedays’s New Fan!

So while at Florida, I visited a friend. She’s in college and was home for winter vacation.

So she, my sister, and I started sharing funny youtube videos, and I showed her to Davedays.

Make note of this, Dave!

Her first reaction: “Heeey, he’s cute!”

Me: “Back off! He’s mine!”

Her: “Awww, how old is he?”

Me: “Like… 17-ish…”

Her: “Awww, he’s so young…”

Actually, this isn’t an exciting post, but Dave, you have a new fan(atic) thanks to me, soo…

CYA!



The title of this post is a reference to this post.

As you should know, it is now the year 2010, which brings the end to 2009. Funny. In my first draft, I wrote “not the year 2009” instead of “now.” At least I’m proofreading…

I spent a lovely winter vacation down in Florida. The only problem was that it was cold. At least, I though it was until I came back up north to the not-so-tropical weather. While there, I’ve been on quite a few “adventures.” I’d post about them here, but then I figure this post would be long and boring. Whenever I get free time to, I’ll add new posts about my trip to MTKR (MercyTheKitty Rants) about my trip and link them to this post:

Davedays’s New Fan!

Vacay Tweets

Disney Vs. McDonalds

Fireworks

More coming later?



et cetera